How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence,

 

The mood was strange.

 

seriously fighting, but they couldn’t take their eyes off one another

 

taking swings at each other before that.

 

chest

 

be my appearance you’re at

 

anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking than you

 

you doing here, then? Hurry

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still

 

don’t participate

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him

 

man was twice her size, but he went

 

and why I was here, as I took in the scene of the man and woman’s passionate

 

the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each other tightly

 

Sad and hopeless and wretched all at the

 

woman’s eyes

 

not have seen me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside

 

that woman smiled at

 

chest broke and smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to see previously finally became

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t

 

waned, and the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman

 

***

 

my eyes had

 

heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I

 

Who got me here? What happened at the

 

fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s

 

I wanted to cry.

 

like he hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no

 

leaving no part

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than anything else

 

was low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t you tell

 

of anything. It felt

 

life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like a

 

like a stranger in my own body thinking about

 

just like him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because I thought

 

“What…?”

 

I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed. It’s always

 

was something I knew very well, something that

 

me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name like he had expected me to

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

his jaw and his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it

 

already in a situation where I’m hated

 

finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of

 

cracking such a silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look

 

free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping

 

arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in his

 

didn’t understand why my

 

I didn’t

 

that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always

 

arrogant man,

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